Let the game begin. Enjoyed playing witness? You get to do it again. Ten times over. One crime for every year you kept me inside.
I knelt to pick up the pages of my journal, my ugly secrets, scattered across the floor. This wasn’t the person that Sean married. What did he think of me now?- WITNESS
He would never comprehend what I was going through unless I told him, but he'd never look at me the same way again if I did.
Sorry son, you can’t. But I’ll come back for you. I promise.’ Charles wiped the tears from Frank’s freckled cheek with his thumb.
The last twenty-four hours had been one result after another, and the small swell of pride she felt for her team was only marred by the pointless loss of a young life.
Olivia was a quiet child, but her lack of response was uncharacteristic. She stared at her mother with wide, frightened eyes, her mouth open, a hollow cave devoid of words. Something was wrong. Very w...
She lived and breathed the streets, and would lay her neck on the line to protect its occupants. But how did she tell an idealist that the world was not black and white?
I wanted to tell him that I understood, that sometimes the basest instinct in our human nature takes control. When all you have is threatened, it’s only natural to lash out. But my tongue felt like it...
Water found its own level, she had said, and there were enough damaged souls in the world to find each other and begin the cycle all over again.